I had told my beautiful, young wife Cindy that she could accompany a dear friend to a special dinner dance. At first, she was reluctant to go out on a 'date' with our friend Bobby. I told her to relax. The two of them shared a certain kinship for one another. Cindy and I had gone to the mall to find her a new dress. We looked at some beautiful black dresses, but both of us were drawn to a hot little red number. It was backless and a little low cut in the front with two thin spaghetti straps. The hemline was well above the knee. It was a hot dress.
The night of the dinner party approached quickly. Cindy had taken the day off to pamper herself with a bath and a trip to the salon for hair and nails. When I got home from work, Cindy was getting ready for the evening. I went to the fridge to get a beer. I downed my drink quickly and went upstairs. Cindy was standing in front of the mirror, brushing her hair. She had applied make-up to her eyes, and was wearing a deep red lip gloss. She looked beautiful. She turned to me and smoothed the dress over her hips. It was a snug fit. The red dress came down just 2 inches above her knees. It hugged her waist and clung to her full breasts. As she looked at me, seeking my approval, I could see her nipples harden through the thin material.
I could barely swallow. I nodded my head slightly, and she turned back to the mirror. I walked up to her and stroked her back. I could feel through the material of her dress that she was without a bra. I slid my hand down to her hips. No panties. She was embarrassed, and wouldn't look at me. My feelings of jealousy and lust soared in parallel, as did my cock. "I have to go," she said quietly. "I'm late." She turned and headed for the door. Her breasts and bottom shuddered and trembled as she walked past me. The dress clung to every curve. She was wearing high heels and nylons. I realized they were thigh-highs, as I had not felt them beneath the fabric of her dress.
Then she opened the door and was gone. I was filled with conflicting feelings. My cock throbbed as I imagined Bobby seeing my wife in such revealing clothes, realizing that she's wearing nothing underneath her dress. And I was more jealous than I had ever been before. She had made herself especially beautiful for him. And she clearly wanted to be alone with him. We had spoke before of Cindy giving him a much needed blow job. But, now I wondered if she had something more in mind.
That night, as I watched TV alone in our house, my mind wandered. What were they doing? What did they eat? Did they dance? Did they fuck? I was going out of my mind. I sat in front of the computer drinking beer, looking at porn sites, and reading stories of cheating wives. My stomach was weak, and my dick, hard. We often fantasized together about including different men or women in our sex lives. But, that was it...fantasy. Now, fantasy may become reality, for one of us. Or so I thought.
The phone rang, it was my beloved. She was on her way home for the night. Cindy told me that they had a great time. They had flirted a lot, and even shared a little kiss, but that was all. I was both relieved and disappointed at the same time. Minutes later I heard Cindy pull into our driveway. As she entered our home, I couldn't believe how sexy she is and how lucky I am. She came through the doorway, but did not shut the door completely. Moments later, Bobby walked in. Cindy ushered me to the kitchen. She snuggled up to me pressing her breast into me. "Remember when you asked me if I wanted to give Bobby a blow job? Well, I do, but I wanted you to watch." I couldn't believe my ears. I didn't say a word, but she knew in an instant that I agreed to her ideas.
Cindy made her way back to the living room where Bobby had taken a seat on the couch. Cindy reached up to her shoulders, put her thumbs under her dress straps, and pulled the top of her dress to her waist. Bobby's eyes had just about popped out of his head. Here was his close friend standing topless before him. He gazed into her eyes, and then focused his attention on her naked breasts. His cock quickly grew hard creating a large bulge in his pants. He shifted around trying to conceal his erection. "Don't try to hide it, I want to see it." Cindy cooed as she knelt before Bobby pushing his legs apart so she could get close to him. She reached out to his lap, and caressed his cock over his tightening pants. Their eyes locked onto each other as Cindy began to unbuckle his pants and tugged on his zipper. Bobby lifted his hips as he helped Cindy lower his pants revealing his cock to her for the first time.
Cindy turned to look at me seeking approval; I simply smiled as I took another deep drink of my beer. Bobby looked my way also. I told him to relax, and enjoy himself. He turned to face her as she looked at him lovingly, and then lowered her head to his cock taking only the head into her mouth. She cupped his balls, stroking him with her other hand. Bobby moaned his approval placing his strong hands on my wife's bobbing head. Cindy slowly worked Bobby's cock deeper into her mouth. She gently stroked his cock to match the rhythm of her bobbing head. Cindy is excellent at giving head, and could coax the cum out of any man within minutes, Bobby was no exception. He threw his head back as his hands held Cindy's head to his lap.
Cindy lowered her hand to her swollen pussy as she wiped a little of Bobby's cum from her lips. "That was fun, but I want more. Which one of you wants to lick my pussy?" "I do" replied both of us. I let Bobby have the first lick. Cindy and Bobby changed positions on our couch. She no sooner sat as he attacked her pussy. He darted his tongue between her pussy as she held her lips open to him. I moved to sit next to her pulling down my own pants and stroking my dick. Her hand quickly replaced mine and lowered her head to my lap. She brought her knees together lying on her side. Bobby moved to continue his oral attack on her, this time from behind. He had always loved looking at her ass, but never thought he would see it like this.
